Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 278

However, Crystal did not have a good dream.

She dreamed that she was still hung in the warehouse. The dagger in Harold’s hand did not stab into his shoulder blade, but his heart.

Blood kept flowing out and fell to the ground. Harold couldn’t stand it anymore, he was half kneeling on the ground, but his eyes were still looking at Crystal.

Crystal was at a loss for words. She could only keep crying. She felt like she was floating in the sea. On the vast and dangerous sea, there was only a piece of driftwood, Harold. It was all her hope, but Harold was also going to sink into the deep sea.

“No… no!” Crystal suddenly woke up and felt a slight jolt. She seemed to be held in someone’s arms, and there was a faint smell of tobacco and rusty blood between her nose.

Crystal’s eyelashes kept trembling. When she finally opened her eyes, she met Harold’s eyes.

“Did you have a nightmare?” Harold asked.

Crystal clutched the shirt on his chest tightly. “I… I dreamed of a lot of blood…”

just a dream,” Harold

Harold was carrying her into the villa. She quickly said, “You’re injured. Why are you still

come in.” Harold stepped up the stairs, placed her on the sofa, and said, “You’d better

me take a look at your

to her and said, “It’s difficult for

forward and seriously unbuttoned his shirt. The closer she got, the stronger the smell of blood became. Her delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her teeth unconsciously bit her plump lower lip, which made her rose-colored lips a little

made, and the buttons were all made of obsidian. They were small and delicate. The shirt was luxurious and low-key when worn, but it was not so easy to unbutton it. After a while, Crystal undid all the buttons, revealing Harold’s well-defined chest

and her eyes fell on the wound that was simply wrapped by the

red. She wanted to reach out to unwrap it, but she was

doctor nodded and went forward to

rested his arm on Crystal’s back. He looked at her lazily. “I’m

not anxious. Why are you

and glared at him. “Don’t talk to me

Harold, “?”

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